#friday night funkin fanfic

[star-starters]

That one scene from kick buttowski

[dudd-ie]

Especial:ROCMATE DATE WEEK

Gameplay

Imagen de los Créditos

Final verdadero

Final normal/malo

Friday night funkin X ice scream? Chat les presento el mod de la date week versión rocmate,los dibujos son de una demo sin terminar,¿lost média? Posiblemente..

Final verdadero y final malo traducion casera al ingles.

[https-kreideprinz]

I've been hurt before, are you sure that you're still gonna catch me ?

Pico x GN! Reader

. . . Now playing: catch me by JVKE! . .

A/N: Hurt/comfort fic with Pico from FNF

Notes: Pico my love <3

CW: Mentions of school shootings, gun violence, assassinations, murder, arson, mental breakdowns. Reader discretion is advised.

ׂׂૢ Pico

Pico sighed, pushing the front door open with his foot and running a hand through his ginger hair. His limbs were sore and achy, and his head throbbed with a promise of a migraine in a few hours. “Ugh…” He tugged at his blood-soaked shirt, peeling it from his skin.

The stench of iron was truly suffocating.

“Pico? You’re home.” Your voice snapped the man out of his train of thoughts, and he smiled, home. 

Yes. 

He was home.

Home with you.

His beloved partner.

You frowned, crossing your arms over your chest. “You’re drenched.” You say plainly, looking at the blood that soaked your loving partner. With a sigh, you grabbed your boyfriend’s hands and tugged him inside. Pico’s gaze softened as you fretted over him, his heart thrummed under his ribs, a steady flow of blood reaching his face.

Flush dusted over his neck and cheeks, and he chuckled. “Lemme put my things away and then you help me wash this blood off.” He leaned in and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “And then we can start on dinner? Yea?” He grinned at the thought of a warm home cooked meal.

No stress.

Just you and him, sitting at the table, sharing stories and eating dinner.

He stepped into your shared bedroom, listening to you fill the bathtub in the room next to him.

How did he end up so lucky?

How did a guy like him, end up with the perfect partner.

Pico slid the gun out of his hand, it was sticky with blood. And it was slightly unfortunate that the sight of the cold metal didn’t make his stomach turn, and that the blood that stained his clothes no longer gave him chills.

That the faces that scrunched up in pain when Nene stabbed, or that stared at him when he shot, merely burned away in his thoughts when Darnell flicked his lighter.

But even if he didn’t care about his job, and what it entailed, and the consequences that followed, he knew how worried you would get.

How you would carefully trace over his skin with soft hands and worried eyes, looking for any fresh marks that painted his scarred skin. 

Maybe he should leave the assassin business and try school again, get the degree in computer science he wanted…

School…

The mere thought of stepping into an establishment like school again made his blood run cold and he dug his nails into the flesh of his palms. Shivers of pain jolted through his body, lighting his skin on fire. 

School.

He could feel his throat go dry and his head spun. He couldn’t go back to some place like that. He couldn’t.

The blood on the walls.

The sound of screaming.

The echo of bullets firing.

The taste of iron in his mouth.

Praying to God that it would end.

Pico’s breathing came out in short, sharp breaths. Oh god - he was gonna be sick - he was gonna throw up - he was going to-

“Pico?” Your voice came out soft and you slowly approached your shaking boyfriend. “Hey… are you ok?” You whispered and he looked at you with teary eyes. “Ok ok… come here… sit down...” You sat on your shared bed, patting the spot beside you. Pico looked worried and you gave him a reassuring smile.

“It’s just blood, it’s ok. You’re more important than some measly stain.”  Pico nodded, sitting next to you. He blinked quickly, wiping his eyes and sniffing. You took his hand and slowly rubbed the back of his palm with your thumb. Pico closed his eyes, his breathing slowed, and he eventually stopped shaking. 

You sat with him, slowly rubbing the back of his hand. “Are you feeling better?” You whispered and he nodded, smiling softly. “Thanks… you’re too… good for me…” He mumbled. Pico stood and pulled you up with him. “Now then. I’m still covered in blood and sweat since Nene doesn’t understand the meaning of the phrase ‘stop stabbing’.” He shook his head. “If the client doesn’t pay us because they can't recognise the body again- I’ll eat my gun.” He smiled when you chuckled, pushing the bathroom door open. 

“Oh Pico…”

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave

© Written By https-Kreideprinz. Do not copy, steal or translate without permission.

[nostalgic-soda]

Hey so. Things have gotten more complicated with my parents. I really really need to get out of here and away from them. I still am unemployed and I’m now unable to afford therapy. So I really really need support. My writing commissions are still open and I’m planning on doing art commissions eventually. I genuinely hate to sound desperate but I really really need help.

[sparkly-caroline]

Just two girls reading gay fanfics together

(If anyone wants to make "Rap n Blam The Adventures of Boyfriend and Pico" real tho... DM me the first chapter /j)

[crossover-enthusiast]

Those posts about AO3 getting rid of the All Media Types tag made me think of something different but similar:

The Friday Night Funkin' tag on AO3 is completely unusable. Because there's no "catch-all" tag to put original mod characters and their respective mods into, they're all just sorted as being from Friday Night Funkin'; this is not only incorrect and conflating canon with fanon, but means that to find anything about the actual, original FNF, you need to manually filter out every popular mod character/mod tag -- and sometimes the mods aren't even tagged!

I remember one time when trying to find fanfics focused on just base game Boyfriend and Girlfriend, after spending about five minutes filtering out every mod and character I could think of, one of the first results was a fanfic about the Corruption mod, because it was not tagged as being set in the Corruption mod.

Keep in mind, this is just one work with a very fractured fanbase that likes a lot of other things. When you apply this to franchises spanning across multiple different official works and pieces of media, as is the case with Sherlock Holmes, One Piece, Transformers, Sonic the Hedgehog, Batman -- all pieces of media I've seen be brought up during this -- this is a very, very big problem.

[hotpinkboots]

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~Boyfriend x Singer!Reader Headcanons~

(Requested on Quotev!)

I haven't written for Bf in so long he's such a silly :>

Note(s): Added a few more things to the Guidelines page! ("requests will always be assumed romantic unless told otherwise", "Character limit is 1 but keep in mind that you can request as many times as you want")

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~You had gotten one of your first paid gigs at an outdoor shopping mall! Congrats, darling. Your performance was at 6 pm. There were shoppers sitting at tables, chatting and eating. The stage was nothing extravagant at all, but it would do.

~Boyfriend was one of the guests. After causing a scene in Hot Topic (for no reason), he exited the store and heard the live music playing from across the plaza.

~He suddenly went stupid the very moment he saw you on stage.

~We already know he's stupid so this isn't a surprise but wow he's stupid have I told you that he's stupid

~Horribly in love

~But his cuteness makes up for it. He tripped over his own shoelace, distracted by you.

~Scrambled to find a seat so he could watch the show

~Bf definitely made a point to find you afterwards. Instead of speaking he gave a nervous "Beep!" when you smiled at him.

~Ofc he corrected that and managed to carry out a normal conversation with you

~You told him about your upcoming singing career, he told you about his YouTube channel. He seemed far more interested in listening to what you had to say rather than telling you about himself.

~Bro was completely starstruck

~You exchanged numbers

~He asked you on a McDonald's date

~You two immediately hit it off and became The World's Most In Love Annoying But Also Endearing Couple™️

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Request Guidelines!

~Love, HotPinkBoots

[papil0nglegs]

Nene x Popstar!Reader

A/n: I made a short post abt this bc of some art by bimboothefool. Pls go check them out their art is so cutee 💕 I put in a part that was in one of my shitposts I made a while ago. this might be a platonic fic but it might also be a normal one, take it however you want <33

Your songs:

Espresso-Sabrina Carpenter

Good days-sza

Low-sza

Telepatía-Kali Uchis

Killshot-Magdalena Bay

You’re number one fan girl is a Psycho obsessed with knives

Think abt that for a sec

Anyways she’s been listening to your music since the roots

Like debut lvl stuff

So whenever anyone says they’re a big fan of you, she goes off at them

“Wow really? Were you there before good days? Do you even remember killshot? I bet your fav song is good days because you’re a fake fan” 😒

Her fav song? Killshot, one of your less popular ones but that’s what she loves most abt it

The song just gives me sm Nene vibes

She does not shut up about you around the guys

She would literally bring one of your cd’s over to show it off, and they’d get so annoyed

“this is her album SOS that she released this year, it’s so good my fav song is Low but most people like Good days and Good days is good but like Low is sm better cu-“

“Idgaf”

“You’re still gonna listen. Anyways,,”

You drive them insane stg

Speaking of cd’s, she has ALL your merch

Clothing, vinyls, cds, posters, everything

Yk that pink American flag trend with the celebrity on the front, she has that hung in her room along with many other posters

But one thing she didn’t have was one of your light sticks. and since they were only sold at concerts, let’s just say she had to spend 200$ on a front row seat

(Well maybe not front seat but still pretty close)

When she saw you on stage, istg it was the loudest she screamed in her entire life

During your fifth song, you noticed a girl in the crowd who just so happened to be Nene.

So you pointed her out, little did you know, it’d be the happiest day of her life

“The girl in the pink overalls has such clear skin, what do you use?”

“😦���

“OH MY GOD, Y/NNNN. YOU NOTICED ME, YOU NOTICED ME. I LOVE Y-“

“Oh um ☺️”

She started crying

Did I mention that she also bought backstage pass? Oops

“Heyy remember me?”

She knows she fucked up

“Oh yeah! You’re the girl who went crazy”

“Ikr haha Iloveyousomuchynpleasebemygf”

“How about I give you my number instead?”

She’ll take it, maybe eventually you’ll realize the two of you were made for each other <33

[krypt-kir]

The Lost

Decided to write another thing. Couldn't focus on homework! Whoops! :P

Big heavy angst and depression warning! Though I rarely do fluff or silly stuff to begin with lmao

This isn't necessarily RGBFVerse? I think this is just a short thing of how I interpret Boyfriend breaking up with Pico. In this case, I guess it would be Bash (my version of BF). I don't really know how Bash would be integrated into all of it anyway and I don't wanna overwhelm people with more BFs, so...

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Anyways, enough rambling!

Read with caution! You have been warned!

I have nothing. I have no one.

No one to love. No one to crave.

I am hungry but nothing satiates so I starve myself.

I am tired but my night terrors do not let me rest.

I am lost and alone, and I find myself in the darkness of my room and in the comfort of my bed, weighed down too heavily by my troubles to rise and face my issues.

I stopped getting calls and texts.

My therapy appointments missed.

Was this what it was like to feel forgotten?

My face feels disgusting, my hair greasy from being unwashed.

I knew I wasn’t doing great. I knew it but I couldn’t move. I could barely breathe with how heavy my chest felt, and though the weighted blanket provided comfort, it wasn’t as crushing as these feelings of failure and could not overpower them.

Should I have given him up? Should I have not tried to fight back at all to begin with?

Who the hell knows.

I need something to cling to. Something to guide me.

I need someone to love and someone to love me back.

Pico was that for me. We shared so much together. Our favorite shows. Our favorite foods. Our songs. We’d make things together. Sappy sweet things that were tooth-rottingly corny. It was embarrassing, but we’d laugh together at how silly and stupid it all is.

Now…

Now it is all gone.

He said he wanted to protect me.

Protect me from what?

I didn’t want to let him go.

So he dropped me instead.

It hurts. It hurts so bad to remember what he said. How he looked. I know he didn't want to do it. I was being stubborn and now I got hurt.

I gripped my pillow, whimpering as I buried my face in it.

Help me. Please. Someone help me.

I could feel my will to persist slipping away from my very soul.

It was hard to breathe as I sobbed, air thick and heavy. I hoped I’d suffocate in it.

…What kind of Boyfriend am I?

[judezart]

Some more cannibal pico

[thestars-shinebright]

Intro!!! (Remade!)

Requests Are: Open!

Hello, and Mabuhay!

My name is Luna, and I'm a fanfic writer!

DNI if you are:

Homophobic, transphobic, terf, pr0sh1p, pr0-para, a z00/p3d0phile, and other DNI criteria.

Please be kind!

Let me tell you a bit about myself!

I'm 14-years-old!

I use all pronouns, and I'm asexual and biromantic!

I love cats, BABYMETAL, CG5, Dawko, Christmas, chocolate, and sleeping!

I am Filipino-American!

A lot of what I write for is silly little fixations of mine! <3

Let me tell you about what I'll write for!

These are the fandoms I will write for:

Undertale

Deltarune

Friday Night Funkin' (along with the Garcello and Hex mods!)

Five Nights at Freddy's

Bendy and the Ink Machine

KinitoPET

and I will also write for the SCP Foundation! Below is the list of characters I will write for!

Dr. Jack Bright/Elias Shaw (I do not support his creator.)

Dr. Alto Clef

Dr. Charles Ogden Gears

Dr. Agatha Rights

Dr. Benjamin Kondraki

SCP-035

SCP-049

Professor Kain Pathos Crow (only platonically!)

SCP-166 (only platonically!)

Dr. Theron Sherman

and I'll maybe try to write for an MTF or O5 member if it's ever requested!

I'll write for any genre:

Comfort, fluff, angst, etc., just not smut!

I am asexual and a minor, and most importantly, I pride myself on my works being safe for my fellow asexuals to read!

This is not gatekeeping! Allosexual people are free to read my works and interact with my page!

As a repulsed asexual person, I have always struggled with finding stuff I was comfortable with reading, so I hope to help out those who may have the same issue!

Cool people to follow!

@shslbunnylover My best friend ever!

@ch3rry-blossom-skies Self-ship blog belonging to the person above!

That's all, guys! I love you all! Byeeee! <3

[star-starters]

MOMMY DEAREST

FNF Funkadelix color palate

[shadesofnavy]

That was... a little odd in a nice way, he supposed.

[https-kreideprinz]

We'll bleed and fight for you !

Pico x GN! Reader

. . . Now playing: Dear Theodosia by Leslie Odom Jr. and Lin-Manuel Miranda! . .

A/N: Hi! I'm super new to your blog!! And I love your writing/headcanons for Pico, and many others! May I ask/request you have any headcanons/writings about Pico with children? Let's say [reader] is babysitting some kids (or little siblings of theirs) at their home, and then Pico visits them. How does he behave around them? I feel like he would mind his own business on the couch or on his phone, and then the kids would probably be curious about him and approach him or fear him, depending... I have some ideas, and I think it's cute. But I'd love to read what you have about this! ^^ The [reader] and Pico could either be friends or lovers in here. (I hope this is correct and I followed the rules well. I'm not used to requesting. I'm sorry if this isn't a good order 😅) – 🌺

Notes: I don't know why I hate this. I just do.

ׂׂૢ Pico

You pulled the front door open and gave Pico a lopsided grin. "Sorry I uh.. forgot to mention. I'm babysitting today. My parents went out and they want me to look after young ones. You can go home if you want, we can reschedule the date. You mumbled nervously. 

The sound of something clattering inside the house makes you wince and turn around. Pico chuckles. “It’s cool. You don’t mind if I come in? You look like you need help.” He peered over your shoulders at the children running through the halls and screaming.

You sighed and pushed the door open all the way, letting Pico step inside. “Please..” You whispered.

The children took one look at Pico before they tackled him to the floor with a grin. The ginger laughed and hugged them back, an arm wrapped around their waist as he effortlessly swept them into his embrace. “Not giving your older sibling too much trouble I hope.” He pinched their cheek and your sibling pouted.

“No! I’ve been good.” They insisted, grabbing Pico’s cheeks before they let go and cuddled up to him. “I’ve been good..” They yawned.

Pico chuckled. “Time for a nap?” he whispered, meeting your eyes. You shot your boyfriend a grateful look before you slipped into the kitchen. You quickly cleaned the mess they made, savouring the sweet moment of peace that you finally got your hands on.

When you finished giving the place a good clean and picking up stray toys lying on the floor you quickly scanned the house for your boyfriend.

You caught said boyfriend sleeping on the couch, your sibling was drooling on his shirt. It tugged on your heart strings. How sweet…

Lifting up a blanket, you draped it over them, kissing them on the forehead. “Sleep tight..”

Taglist: @parker-vaporwave

© Written By https-Kreideprinz. Do not copy, steal or translate without permission.

[radiantmocha]

Syrupy Sweet <3

Kieran, shy: Y'know, I still don't really know why you chose me of all people, but I'm grateful you did. I really am. I love you, Julie.

Juliana, squishing his cheek: I love you, too, Kiki. I chose you because my heart chose you and I agreed with it. Now! Vamos, mi amor, the stage is set... Let's show our friends just what we can REALLY do!

Kieran, a grin forming, taking Julie's hand: Y-Yeah, let's do it!

Have my Heart (BF & GF Mashup) but Kieran and Juliana sing it

This idea was inspired by both my upcoming dipplinshipping fics, alongside @tuttiflutie's Eavesdropper series (if you've been following me for a while, that won't surprise you 🤭). I imagine this would be their victory song if Dean shows up to the wedding and gets his ass handed to him thoroughly. Seeing those two in their wedding attire singing and dancing on stage to this song would make me sob /pos

[evereinefaust]

. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 ࿐ྂ

Pairing: Selever X afab!Reader

Trigger Warning: Character death

Sypnosis: Being in a relationship with the half-demon known as Selever was a paradise for MC. All she could remember were the happy times the two of them bonded over the years. But, no matter how happy their days may be, every good thing must come to an end...

Word Count: 3,545

From the start, it was like they are fated to find each other.

"I'm back!" a certain teen shouted out, opening the front door to his abode.

"Ah, welcome back, Sele—my goodness! Why are you wet?" Sarvente stopped her sentence mid-way, surprised to see her son drenched from head to toe.

Rasazy looked up from the book she was reading, her stoic face examining her older brother's state. Seeing his annoyed face made a small smile appear on her lips. And just behind the boy was another person that caught her attention.

"You're also here, big sis [Name]," she greeted, her smile growing. Putting her book aside, she stood up and walked over to the duo by the front. She ignored her older brother and instead went straight toward the girl. "It's been a while. Do you want to read books with me? Dad bought me new ones."

[Name] can't help but internally squeal at her cute invitation, however, she had to fight her urge to just agree with the younger girl. So, instead, she caressed Rasazy's light colored-hair, eyes apologetic. "Sorry, Razy, maybe later. I need to take care of your older brother or else he'll blow a fuse."

Selever huffed and crossed his arms at her comment. Nevertheless, he remained well-behaved which is very unlike him. Rasazy pouted but still complied with her words. Their mother smiled at the interaction between the children. She trudged over to them and stopped in front of her son.

"So, what had gotten you in this situation this time?" She asked, pinching his cheek. Her hot-pink eyes glanced in [Name]'s direction, awaiting the explanation from the girl.

The [h/c]-haired teen let out a breath before answering. "As usual, Sel was planning trouble in school. He pulled a water-on-door prank and intended to have me soaked. Instead, I outsmarted him and now he fell for his own trick. That's why this guy was annoyed and grumpy and wet."

"Ugh, it's unfair," he groaned, rolling his eyes and slightly glaring at her. "If only your friends weren't snitches then I wouldn't be like this."

"Sucks to be you, then. My friends love me and want me out of harm."

The boy frowned at that, his narrowed eyes fixated on his lover who only put out her tongue at him mockingly. Meanwhile, the light-purple-haired girl frowned upon hearing the older girl's words and glared daggers at the back of her older brother's head. As for Sarvente, she could only shake her head at them.

"Alright, alright. [Name], dear, why won't you assist Selever and wait in his bedroom? I'll prepare snacks for you kids in the meantime," the woman suggested.

"Okay, mum. I'll take good care of your rebellious son," [Name] grinned as she proceeded to push the boy towards the stairs. Although Selever allowed the girl to move him, he still didn't stop cursing every now and then about her treating him like a child.

Once the two older teens were gone from the living room, Sarvente released a contented sigh. Her eyes were half-lidded and her gaze lingered by the staircase. She is truly glad to have someone like [Name] by her son's side.

The door creaked open and a certain silver-haired teen walked out of the bathroom. He was wearing nothing else but a plain white bathrobe loosely tied around his body and a white towel hanging around his neck. His pearlescent locks were still wet and it seems that he wasn't planning on drying them anytime soon.

[Name] glanced up from her phone and spotted Selever. Upon seeing him, however, she dead-panned. "Can't you at least try and dry your hair? What's the purpose of having a towel around your neck then?"

Selever turned in her direction and smirked. Sauntering over to his bed, he flopped himself next to his lover, leaning against her. His locks tickled her skin and droplets of water stained her clothes. The girl grimaced at her lover's actions.

"Sel, what is it that you want?" she sighed.

She knew Selever's behavior all too well—he only acts like this if he wanted something from her as compensation for feeling wronged. Although it was entirely his fault that he ended up like this, [Name] knew better than to argue with the man and instead would just give him to his demands. He acts like a child sometimes. Though, a spoiled one at that.

"Why'd you have to avoid my prank like that?" he asked, his tone sounding hurt.

The girl sighed. Carefully pushing the boy away from her shoulder, she ignored the wetness on her clothes and instead focused on her pouting boyfriend. A slight crease was in between his eyebrows, silver-colored eyes with a hint of pink contained sadness staring back at her, and his lips were downturned. [Name] sported a tender smile, placing both of her hands on his pale cheeks and caressing them with her thumb.

"You know why, Sel. Sometimes your pranks are too much. I had no idea what you had in your mind when you set up that prank so I had to be cautious," she explained. Gently pecking his lips, she continued. "Now, tell me—why do you want me to fall victim to your prank?"

Sleek strands brushed across her face as his head tilted slightly upward so their lips could touch once more. "I bought new clothes for you. I thought that if I drench you with water, you would have no reason to decline my gift as you often do. I really wanted to see you wearing it too."

The silver-haired man trailed off with his gaze drifting downward, a blush covering his cheeks and nose. It looked adorable on him. [Name] chuckled lightly and leaned forward, planting a small kiss on his lips. She pulled away first, a mischievous smirk spreading over her features.

"Well, I guess I can't say no to that now, can I?"

He grinned widely, his eyes sparkling with joy. "No, you can't."

The girl shook her head and chuckled. "Turn around. I'll dry your hair for you."

Selever obediently complied with her words. She took the towel hanging around his neck and began drying his silver locks. She hummed a tune that the boy loved dearly, making him close his lids and savor the moment between them. Her hands moved fluidly around his head, massaging his scalp in the process of drying his tresses. When she finished, she gently combed her fingers through his silky silver locks, making him sigh contently.

"There we go, all done~" she cooed. "Your hair is really soft after you wash it, Sel."

Selever turned around once more. His usual playful smirk emerged on his face once again, along with a pink tint dusting his cheeks. [Name] can't help but be mesmerized by a half-naked Selever in front of her. More so with his silver locks let down to dry more as they framed his lithe neck and his robe only mere inches from being removed from his milk-colored body. In all honesty, Selever right now looked really hot.

She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him tightly as she kissed his neck and shoulders. He responded by pressing his chest to hers, letting his arms wrap around her petite frame. Their breathing became heavy and they found themselves unable to hold back. A soft moan escaped his lips and he buried his face into her soft [h/c] hair.

"[Name], I love you so much..." he murmured, nuzzling the top of her head.

She giggled softly in response and tightened her grip on his muscular waist, inhaling his fresh scent. "You smell really nice." 

The two lovers stayed together and had nothing left to do but enjoy each other's presence. They spent most of the rest of their time lounging together in Selever’s bed, waiting until his mother calls for them.

Years passed and their relationship grew into that of lovers.

It was a fine afternoon. The sun is hidden behind countless clouds, the midday day breeze paying a certain duo a visit. It really lifts the girl's spirit to have lunch on the school rooftop, wherein no one is there to bother them. She let out a contented sigh, watching the fluffy clouds above pass by her line of sight, her hand fondly caressing her lover's silver locks.

[Name] and Selever are already done with lunch and are now loitering around the school's rooftop and away from the majority of the students. In the case of the girl, she usually spends her free time here unwinding and taking a nap. However, the same can't be said for the tall boy. Despite having his next subject period ongoing, he is instead here, lounging with his lover.

"Sel," the girl called, gazing down at the relaxed boy resting on her lap.

"Hm? What is it, kitten?" he opened one of his eyes and smirked, a mischievous glint appearing in his silver-pink hues.

The girl scrunched her brows and shivered a bit, before lightly slapping his pale cheeks. He yelped in response. "Your next class is already ongoing, why aren't you leaving?"

"But you're comfy~" he whined, pouting as he turned his head towards her stomach and snuggled against her. With his long and slender arms keeping a tight grip around her waist, the girl knew that she won't be able to pry the teen off her. "You are my new pillow, kitty."

Selever nuzzled his nose against her belly button, which made the girl giggle and squirm underneath him. He grinned, pecking the girl's belly, making her let out a squeal. Her hands flew up to cover her belly, trying to protect it. However, the only thing that came from it was another laugh from her, accompanied by Selever's own hearty cackle.

"Fine," she relented, smiling warmly at him. "But you have to promise me no more skipping class. If you do, I'll lend you my legs anytime you want to sleep." 

He leaned up and kissed her cheek, eliciting a few giggles from her before they both stood up. As soon as he stepped onto the concrete, however, he paused. [Name] fixed her clothes before facing Selever who was standing still in front of her. She tilted her head in confusion.

"Sel?"

Without warnings whatsoever, Selever closed the gap between them. Her [e/c] hues were wide at the sudden surprise kiss coming from her lover. A blush bloomed on her cheeks at his act, and when he pulled away, he gave her a cheeky grin, his canine showing.

"See you later, my pillow~"

And with that, the boy exited the rooftop through the stairs, leaving the girl alone. It took [Name] a few minutes to process what just happened.

"What the... that guy really," she let out a sigh, shaking her head.

They found love and happiness with each other.

"Stargazing was a good idea."

A certain pair of lovers stared at the starry skies. There was a moment of peace between them. They watched as the stars twinkled in the night sky, illuminating the dark. It was one of those days when Selever would take his beloved on the roof of his home, sitting by her side as they stargaze. Often, he would just look at the side profile of the girl, admiring her features instead.

"Stargazing with you is always a good idea," [Name] chuckled, glancing at the silverette, and smiled. She inched closer to his body and he instinctively wrapped an arm around her. "I just love being with you, Sel."

"Is that so?"

"Mhm."

Selever once more found himself staring lovingly at the side profile of his little beloved. Her long hair flowed freely through the soft winds, her innocent, [e/c] orbs glimmered while watching the stars, her soft lips parted in awe, and her [s/c] cheeks tinted pink. Her beauty was truly unparalleled. She is truly a masterpiece. 

"You look beautiful in the moonlight," he murmured, pink dusting his cheeks.

Facing her lover, [Name] sported a gentle smile amidst her blushing face. "You look handsome as well."

"Heh, I know that much already~" he tittered, his usual cocky smirk plastered on his lips.

She smiled fondly at her boyfriend. Even with his personality and attitude sometimes, she still loved him dearly. That's just one of his charms. Leaning against his shoulder, [Name] enjoyed the tranquil moment between them. Their hands interlocked as they continued their stargazing.

They shed tears and comforted each other.

"Oof!"

A body plopped itself on the torso of a certain teen as the silverette was taken aback by the force the girl put into the embrace. Her face was undoubtedly buried in his chest, her arms tightly gripping his rose-colored sweater. Selever rose a brow at his lover's sudden gesture, nevertheless, he slowly wrapped his arms around her petite body.

"[Name]? Is something wrong?" Selever asked, worried about her facing any troubles at school. He frowned. "Hey, you know you can tell me anything, right? Is anyone making things hard for you? Just tell me their names and I'll beat them up!"

He tightened his hold on [Name]'s shoulders. [Name]'s cheeks flushed slightly at Selever's warm touch. 

"There is no need to beat anyone up," she mumbled softly against Selever's chest, her voice slightly muffled due to the sweater. "I'm fine."

"[Name], are you sure you're alright?" He asked once more, the tone was genuine concern, one of which had never been heard before from Selever's lips.

In fact, the boy rarely showed that side of himself. It wasn't a bad thing, though — Selever was always the disrespectful and cocky one in school. But when he's with her, he usually revealed a different side. One that wasn't seen often. One that [Name] cherished deeply. The [h/c]-haired girl couldn't help but feel her heart flutter whenever Selever did such a sweet thing.

She raised her head a little so they could look at each other directly and gave a tiny smile as she took the chance to steal a quick kiss on his lips. "I'm really fine... I just feel a bit drained..."

At last, Selever released a sigh of relief. He was glad that nothing major seems to be troubling his beloved. His expression contained a rare tenderness as he glanced down at the [h/c]ette. Cupping her cheeks, he leaned down to place a loving and consoling kiss on her forehead. The girl closed her eyes, relishing the moment.

"Alright. Then tell me why you suddenly hugged me out of nowhere."

"I love your hugs," she responded, smiling innocently. "Is that a plausible reason?"

Selever noticed her playful tone, and he can't help but respond to it. Smirking, he then lifted the girl off the ground and hugged her. His arms wrapped around her thigh and his cheeks rubbed her stomach. [Name] was surprised by the act and emitted a cute squeal.

"Selever!"

"What's the matter? I'm giving you a hug, what more do you want?" Selever teased, planting a few kisses on her tummy. "Do you even realize how adorable you are?"

[Name] let out an embarrassed sound, her face flushed. "Ngh... Please stop saying embarrassing things." 

She didn't have a clue how to react to the praise he just said. In fact, she couldn't quite comprehend what the heck he just did. The taller male let out a chuckle as he leaned up and kissed her again, gently this time. Parting, his silver-pink eyes softened, lips contorted into a gentle smile.

"I love you so much, my princess."

They both believed that they were blessed with such a fate.

"How about a kiss?" [Name]'s eyes danced with mischief and she was grinning like the Cheshire cat himself, her hands clasped in front of her in an act that was as shameless as it was playful. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips swollen from their recent make-out session, and her [h/l] [h/c] hair fell loose around her shoulders.

"Sure. You've seen my mouth, now kiss it," the boy smirked, his eyes glinting with an equivalent amount of mischief. Licking his lips, he can't help but feel his whole face redden.

It was one of those days that the lovers were to have private intimate time with each other in Selever's room. [Name], as the voice of reason, would always anchor herself and her silver-haired boyfriend from doing naughty things. She acts as his leash that restricts Selever's suggestive advances. However, there are still occasions when she found herself submitting to his desires. And despite her better judgment, she released the leash that contained this beast, allowing herself to be controlled by him.

The girl didn't need to be told twice as she eagerly leaned down to meet her lover's soft lips. Selever was laying on his bed, with his partner on top of him. Both of his hands were caressing her soft skin, while the other was roaming up and down her body. He slowly slipped a hand into her hair to tilt her head down so that they could deepen the kiss. Their tongues met for just a moment before Selever pulled away from her lips, panting lightly.

"Selever. I want more," [Name] was pleading, her [e/c] eyes looking deeply at him.

The [h/c]ette's chest rose rapidly as she tried to catch her breath, and he had trouble suppressing the smile creeping onto his face as he observed his adorable girlfriend struggling so much to regain some control over herself.

"Please," [Name] mumbled after a few seconds, her tone laced with desire, causing Selever to chuckle.

His narrowed silver-pink eyes were glazed over with lust and adoration, yet he remained in the position he was.

"What do you want me to do?" He purred, his voice low and husky. "Do you want to cross over the line?"

[Name]'s face lit up with a blush and she let out a shaky laugh. "I do... but..."

As if sensing that her thoughts were running rampant through her mind and he didn't like it, Selever nuzzled his head against hers. "Hey, princess. No need to feel pressured — you can always say no. You shouldn't blame yourself because I've always been able to get you to do whatever I want. It's not your fault that I'm irresistible."

[Name] chuckled softly. She couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty for being unable to resist his charms. But she also knew that she wouldn't change anything about him. He was perfect the way he was. Seeing her relax, Selever pulled the girl down to him, letting her whole body rest against his. He wrapped his arms around her in a comforting manner, his hands soothing her arms.

"Thank you, Sel. You're such a sweetheart," she said, closing her eyes as his steady heartbeat lulled her to sleep.

[Name] didn't know how long they stayed like that, just cuddling with each other's bodies so close. 

However... all good things must come to an end...

He stayed rigid, standing in the middle of the field. White snowflakes cascaded down around him, piling up snow even more. His blood-stained jacket and pants stood in contrast against the pure blanket of snow. His arm limped by his side, the blood from his pale hands dripping down unto the snow. His gaze fixated on the fresh corpse in front of him, the sickly red hue surrounding it spreading outward and staining more the pure white snow.

"Selever!"

"Brother!"

Rushed footsteps approached the male. As three people arrived a meter away from him, they eventually halted. Sarvente's face paled at the sight, her hot-pink eyes wide as a saucer as she covered her mouth with her hands. Ruv was shocked at what his son did, a crease embedded itself in between his eyebrows as he clenched his fists. And as for Rasazy, a rare expression was plastered on her usually impassive face — fear, disbelief, and anguish.

After all, despite Selever acting like the jerk and rebellious teen that he is, they knew that he would never kill anyone. More so his one and only lover. The one he claimed as his dearly beloved. Yet... It was as if the world was already against him from the start. This only made the family confused and distraught.

"Selever... what have you done?" Ruv asked, taking a step forward.

At his father's call, the boy turned his head to face his family. Lifeless eyes stared at them, no emotion present on his face whatsoever. However, they noticed the evident stream of tears cascading down his blood-splattered cheeks. This made each of their hearts churn in pain.

Selever... was crying.